Demons of Hell (Closed, but stalkers are welcome~)

"I'm not sure." Seth replies softly, looking at the clock nervously. "Maybe they're running late."

Met nodded, feeling Seth’s nervousness. “They probably ran into traffic.” Met bit his lip; At least, I hope so…

Seth nods, looking back at his son, gently running a hand through Met's hair. "They're okay, Met." He says softly.

Met nodded, allowing himself to be pet cat-like. “I hope so. If not… it’ll certainly be… different.”

"Let's think positive, yeah?" Seth asks gently. He didn't want to let him mind go wild with possibilities. He holds onto Met gently, humming a quiet tune.

Met leaned into Seth’s chest, enjoying the tune Seth was humming. No one ever and will never do this to me… Just yesterday I would’ve thought the same thing, except… now… Why does Seth care so much? Not that I’m complaining…

Seth sighs happily, smiling a little as he does so. He continued to hum, since Met seemed to enjoy it. He wanted Met to be comfortable around him. They were family now and Seth wanted to see Met and Neo to be happy in this family.

What is that tune? I feel like I’ve heard it before, but I know I haven’t… Met’s musings were interrupted by the doorknob turning and being pushed open.
Neo, absolutely beaming, bounded through the door holding a ridiculously large bear. He was holding Jace’s hand, whose face had a bear painted on it. Last in came Zackary, staggering under the weight of many cheap-looking prizes.

Seth chuckles as he watches the others come in, "See Met? There they are." He stands, ruffling Met's hair before welcoming Neo and Jace, before walking towards Zackary and taking a few things, kissing him quickly. "My my. Looks like you all had some fun." He laughs, setting the prizes on the table.

Zackary shook his head, though he was grinning. “Neo noticed a fairgrounds nearby, which you have it, was hosting a fair. So we stopped there for a while. What’d you and Met do?” Zackary explained this while plopping down on his couch, and his question he grinned kindly at Met.

"We went to a books and coffee shop nearby, got some books, had lunch and hung out." Seth says, placing a kiss on his forehead. "What shall we have for dinner, hmm?" He asks, looking back at his family happily.

(Omg. They act like a married couple and Zackary hasn't even proposed lol)

Zackary shrugged, gently pecking Seth’s cheek back. “Dunno, whatever’s fine with you. It sounded like you guys had fun.”

(It’s so great.)

"It was wonderful." He replies, smiling fondly towards Met. "How about… Lasagna?" He asks curiously.

“Lasagna? Sounds wonderful!” Zackary squeezed Seth.
Jace picked up a bear with sunglasses and a hawaiian shirt. “Here you go, Met!”
Met blinked at the smol child, still curled up in the sheets. He reached out and took the bear. “Th-thank you, Jace!”

Seth chuckles and kisses Zackary before heading to the kitchen to start making dinner. He hums as he does so, swaying his hips as he cooks.

Zackary skulked into the kitchen a few minutes later, wrapping an arm around Seth’s waist. “How’s it going?” He asked in his husky voice.

"It's doing well, love. Hungry?" He asks, pecking Zackary's cheek as he sets the lasagna in the oven.

Zackary hummed, watching the pan pass into the oven. “Yes, exceptionally hungry… are you making any side dishes?”

"I'm making salad and a dessert. Sound good?" He replies, chuckling softly.

Zackary leaned down and settled his chin on Seth’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist easier. “Mhmm… sounds good. How are you feeling today?”

"Much better." Seth replies, kissing his cheek. "How was your day with Jace and Neo?"

Zackary chuckled. “The pair love each other. I’m surprised they’re not twins. Neo gets along with everyone, but I caught at least three teens checking him out.” Zackary quietly remembered the roar of anger and protectiveness in his chest…

"You're not the only one." Seth grits his teeth then takes a shaky breath. "A girl at the cafe was checking Met out. I got so angry…"

Zackary spread his hands out under Seth’s shirt. “They are adults… we have no right to try and stop anyone. But we do anyway…”

Seth sighs, nuzzling into Zackary. "I know. But… Met looked so tense when the girl started flirting. And she wasn't flirting in the good way. I wanted to snap her neck and feed her remains to the dogs."

Zackary frowned a little. “I don’t think… Met understands stuff like that as a normal adult would. He… acts like… he’s had bad experience with… you know. That’s what I’ve been thinking lately, he’s so jumpy… never turns his back on anyone…”

Seth nods. "It's why I feel so protective of him, Zackary." He mutters, shaking his head. "I love the boys dearly, but I want to keep them safe and away from harm."

Zackary dipped his head closer to Seth’s. “Understandable, but you have to keep yourself safe too, okay?”

Seth smiles and nods. "I will love, don't you worry." He says gently, kissing Zackarys lips softly.

Zackary kissed him back softly, then squished his lower stomach with a grin against their connected lips. He squished it once more, fighting back a laugh.